Renewal (Chapter Six)

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"What, I payed for the gas! What else do you want from me?" I yelled at the man.

"Is your name Ambrosia?" He stuttered.

"Yes, do I know you.?" I answered back in a more subtle tone. He held up one finger to me as if he was telling me to wait. I turned off my bike and the manager ran back inside the building. Ugh! Does he not know I am in a hurry and that I have shit to do? About 20 minutes passed and this dumb ass man still has me out here waiting. Right when I started my bike back up the man came back outside waving a paper in his hand.

"Here, Here! A young man dropped this off for you about twenty minutes before you pulled up. He described that you had a black harley and long brown hair that was pulled back in a ponytail." He huffed.

In the old man's hands was a note written in blood and sprayed with my perfume. Could it be someone else's blood, Maybe it was Anita's blood. I couldn't think about that now. It was hard to make out the chicken scratch only to when I finally did I realized it wasn't a note, it was an address; Elijah sister's address. He knew I was running, he knew I wanted to start over, he knew I was going to use her to do it, she was my ticket to escaping this insanity I learned to call my life. He was going to kill her. I thanked the old man and got back on my bike and got the hell on. While I was driving all i could think about was my poor sister all she was doing was helping me to leave , this man is willing to kill his own family just to get to me...why?

I turned left down the street to Azaria's house the luminous scenery had turned into a valley of ashes. Everything around me seemed to slow, the playground where the children played was still on fire and the pool was filled with limbs and blood. There was nothing left of the houses but the foundation it stood on and at the very end of the street stood Azaria's house perfectly untouched. As I drove under the shade of the trees I felt a liquid hit my helmet and jacket. As it slid down the front of my helmet it was thick and dark I gripped the bike until it came to a complete stop and I slowly looked up too see small children intertwined in the trees. Then a large object hit me in the back of my head and I was out, the sight of someone's baby girl was the last thing I had seen before the darkness spread into my sight.

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